| In a big country over the sea
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| Their god was the almighty Manitou
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| Its people living with nature in pact
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| As proud as they could be Indians they were called by a mistake
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| Fought to protect their own lands
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| They are now living in reservations
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| Trapped inside a cage
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| But the tribes they knew
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| They would come back
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| And seek out the harmony
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| Of nature again
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| Yes, our tribe we know
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| We will come back
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| And seek out the harmony
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| Of nature again…
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| See, what your system does to us We have lost our dignity
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| As all battles rage on — we all grow strong
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| Then our hearts will turn into stone
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| One step forward — was hate the price
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| A community of institutions — isn’t that nice
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| Maybe the bible was right
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| About its Armageddon
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| Maybe finally we all will hear
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| The voice of doom
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| Do you always believe what you’ve been told
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| Have you found your bag full of gold
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| Reach out with your senses
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| And feel what you’ve done
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| Save our earth from
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| Turning in to a sun
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| These are tears of sadness we cry
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| No! |
| We need no more pain
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| These are tears of joy we cry
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| Yeah! |
| We need much more love |